Sadly, all of this fun (and close proximity to the performers) did come with a price :( Yes, friends, I am one giant bruise from head to toe, but do I care? No! Would I do it all again in a heartbeat. Hell Yeah!
That's all:)
Karla of House Nellenbach, First of Her Name, the Uncool, Queen of Sarcasm, Treadmill Battles, and the First Cup of Coffee, Khalessi of the Great Gray Toyota, Breaker of Lawnmowers, Mother of Dogs (and one Cranky Cat). These are my words. This is my life. You have been warned.
Oh my Lord, I am jealous! Looks like you had an awesome night, hope the bruising goes down! X
ReplyDeleteA couple of years ago my hubs to me to see Bon Jovi in Phoenix. We had floor seets. Front row, center stage. I screamed, sang, screamed some more and the next day felt as if I had been in a gang fight: me against 20 guys. I couldn't talk, my ears hurt, my whole body was bloodied and bruised (okay melodrama here) but I had the best freakin' time of my life so I know EXACTLY what you mean!
ReplyDeleteLOVE YOUR BLOG! Better yet I love PUDDLE OF MUD!!! Wow you really do have me pea-green with envy (which had me laughing out loud when I read it!!)
ReplyDeleteHappy Friday!
Caitlin: It was such a blast! And as for the bruising, yes, it's starting to go down, but it was touch and go there for a while, I was actually a little concerned that I might have broken or cracked a rib, thats just how hard I got slammed at one point!
ReplyDeleteKelly: Ah, yes the wonderful sensation of feeling like you just played chicken with a garbage truck...and lost. Gotta love it!
Jen: Thanks! I LOVE Puddle of Mudd too...and they were AWESOME in concert!